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Toasts & Celebrations

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  • Poem
    By Patricia Smith
    Dear ferocious dreamer. Dear maven of song and surveyor of every flung star. Dear meandering romantic, audacious witness, dear listener with the whole of your covetous heart. Dear listener to the air’s brutal and gorgeous music, soft dancer to ballads...
  • Poem
    By James Thomson (Bysshe Vanolis)
    The wine of Love is music,
       And the feast of Love is song:
    And when Love sits down to the banquet,
       Love sits long:

    Sits long and ariseth drunken,
       But not with the feast and the wine;
    He reeleth...
  • Poem
    By J. Patrick Lewis
    Who showed the world the world itself
         Was awkward, shy and plain.
    A high-born leader in a long,
         Low decade full of pain.

    Poor farmers, blacks, homeless, the least
         Advantaged hoped to see,
    Magnificently unarrayed,
         Pure human dignity.

    A lady first, the great first...
  • Poem
    By Henry VIII, King of England
    Pastime with good company
    I love and shall unto I die.
    Grudge whoso will, but none deny,
    So God be pleased, this live will I.
    For my pastance
    Hunt, sing, and dance.
    My heart is set
    All godely sport
    To...
  • Poem
    By Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
    It’s up and away from our work to-day,
        For the breeze sweeps over the down;
    And it’s hey for a game where the gorse blossoms flame,
        And the bracken is bronzing to brown.
    With the turf ’neath our...
  • Poem
    By Edgar Albert Guest
    Here’s to the men! Since Adam’s time
          They’ve always been the same;
    Whenever anything goes wrong,
          The woman is to blame.
    From early morn to late at night,
          The men fault-finders are;
    They blame us if they oversleep,
          Or if...
  • Poem
    By Joshua Weiner
    What makes for a happier life, Josh, comes to this:   
    Gifts freely given, that you never earned;   
    Open affection with your wife and kids;   
    Clear pipes in winter, in summer screens that fit;   
    Few days in court, with little consequence;   
    A quiet mind, a strong...
  • Poem
    By Christina Rossetti
    My heart is like a singing bird
                      Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
    My heart is like an apple-tree
                      Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
    My heart is like a rainbow shell
                      That paddles in a halcyon sea;
    My heart is gladder than all...
  • Poem
    By Marge Piercy
    The first lily of June opens its red mouth.
    All over the sand road where we walk
    multiflora rose climbs trees cascading
    white or pink blossoms, simple, intense
    the scene drifting like colored mist.

    The arrowhead is spreading its...
  • Poem

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    Odes

    By Fernando Pessoa
    Translated By Edouard Roditi
    1.
    Of the gardens of Adonis, Lydia, I love
    Most of all those fugitive roses
             That on the day they are born,
             That very day, must also die.
    Eternal, for them, the light of day:
    They're born when the sun is already high
             And...
  • Poem
    By Alfred Noyes
    Now, in a breath, we’ll burst those gates of gold,
       And ransack heaven before our moment fails.
    Now, in a breath, before we, too, grow old,
       We’ll mount and sing and spread immortal sails.

    It is not time that makes eternity.
       Love and an hour...
  • Poem
    By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
    Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
    Weep, and you weep alone;
    For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
    But has trouble enough of its own.
    Sing, and the hills will answer;
    Sigh, it is lost on the air;
    The echoes bound to a...
  • Poem
    By Henry Timrod
    My gentle friend! I hold no creed so false
    As that which dares to teach that we are born
    For battle only, and that in this life
    The soul, if it would burn with starlike power,
    Must needs forsooth be kindled by...
  • Poem
    By Carl Sandburg
    THE single clenched fist lifted and ready,
    Or the open asking hand held out and waiting.
    Choose:
    For we meet by one or the other.
  • Poem
    By Dante Gabriel Rossetti
    Eat thou and drink; to-morrow thou shalt die.
    Surely the earth, that's wise being very old,
    Needs not our help. Then loose me, love, and hold
    Thy sultry hair up from...
  • Poem
    By Matthew Arnold
    Even in a palace, life may be led well!
    So spake the imperial sage, purest of men,
    Marcus Aurelius. But the stifling den
    Of common life, where, crowded up pell-mell,

    Our freedom for a little bread we sell,
    And drudge under some foolish master's ken
    Who...
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